Im So Sick

Shock Therapy

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    There is a prison everywhere i take myself
    No more losing anything i never had
    Ive just begun to deal with living without recourse
    And i will pay for what the power did to me

    Sitting in a little room the walls cave in
    Nothing more to think about, now im gone
    Does it really matter what kind of drugs i took
    The last thought i had
    Was something i chose to forget

    Im so sick i make up friends,
    I talk to myself, im so alone
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cut myself, i shoot up drugs,
    I have two names
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cry at night, i wet my pants,
    I drink too much
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i hate myself, i swallow pills,
    I think im god
    Its really not like being here at all

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    Kill the thought dont ever leave me by myself
    The little things i like to think of come to life
    Im through with all the lying when i talk to myself
    I dont ever want to be this way again

    Im so sick i make up friends,
    I talk to myself, im so alone
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cut myself, i shoot up drugs,
    I have two names
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cry at night, i wet my pants,
    I drink too much
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i hate myself, i swallow pills,
    I think im god
    Its really not like being here at all

    Living in a world where no one talks to me
    Move your mouth, i dont understand a word you say
    I think youre trying tell me that im killing myself
    But you dont know ill live til the end of time

    Im so sick i make up friends,
    I talk to myself, im so alone
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cut myself, i shoot up drugs,
    I have two names
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i cry at night, i wet my pants,
    I drink too much
    Its really not like being here at all
    Im so sick i hate myself, i swallow pills,
    I think im god
    Its really not like being here at all

    There is a prison everywhere i take myself
    No more losing anything i never had

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    Composition: Gregory John McCormick

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